"Young friend Yang, I've been looking for you for so long! I never expected to run into you so soon. Come with me!" Hua Tiangang hurriedly walked up to Yang Feng and said.
Yang Lianqing, standing to the side, was completely taken aback. Go with him? That question seemed a little surprising...
Not only her, but even Yang Feng was a little confused. If he wasn't bored, he might have turned around and left with his sister.
"Go with you? Old man, are you still dreaming?" Yang Feng frowned and said indifferently.
"Uh..." Hua Tiangang hesitated for a moment, as if he had a fishbone stuck in his throat. He seemed to have been too excited.
But today is the final of the China-Korea martial arts competition. In fact, the competition and exchanges had already begun last week.
However, they were defeated by Taekwondo masters from Korea, who also defeated many of the martial arts association's top fighters.
Hua Tiangang was here waiting for Yang Feng to appear, because only he could save the reputation of their martial arts association.
After all, in his view, martial artists above the Yellow Rank were extremely rare.
It only happens when one lives in seclusion, away from the world.
"Here's what happened. You may have heard about it on the news. Our Chinese martial arts and Korean martial arts are competing, and today is the final. That's why I'm anxious. If we lose this round, it'll be all over. The Koreans are very arrogant. They used to say that Chinese martial arts are actually theirs, that they are what we inherited. But today they're saying... that they are theirs."
As Hua Tian began to speak, a strong sense of patriotic anger welled up within him, surprising even Yang Feng, who was standing in front of him.
It seems that the older generation has a very strong sense of patriotism.
"In that case, you'll just stay here and keep looking for me?" Yang Feng raised an eyebrow and said.
"Yes, after all, in my opinion, you should be quite strong."
Hua Tian nodded, and recalling how Yang Feng had defeated him in one move last time, a surge of hope welled up in his heart.
He had a feeling that as long as Yang Feng represented their Chinese Martial Arts Association and the country on the field, the martial arts practitioners from Korea would definitely be defeated.
"Ding! Quest acquired: Go into battle and defeat the Korean martial arts practitioners to uphold our national prestige. 50 scroll points awarded."
Hearing the cold, mechanical voice in his mind, Yang Feng's lips curled into a slight smile. He had been thinking about this all along, and unexpectedly, he received a free system task.
"Then let's go quickly," Yang Feng said, looking at Hua Tiangang.
Upon hearing this, Hua Tiangang was immediately overjoyed. He had thought that Hua Tiangang's attitude meant he might refuse, but he didn't expect Hua Tiangang to agree so decisively.
"Okay, the car is already parked outside the park. The race is probably getting really intense now."
As he spoke, Hua Tiangang quickly led Yang Feng and his sister to a black sedan. A man in a black suit opened the door.
Please—
Hua Tian had just opened the car door when he looked up at Yang Feng, who had paused for a moment.
Yang Feng turned to look at Yang Lianqing and said, "Lianqing, why don't you go home first?"
Hearing this, Yang Lianqing shook her head in dissatisfaction and replied, "I don't want to, I want to go with you to see."
"I can't do anything with you. Get in the car." Yang Feng smiled faintly, reached out and patted his sister's head, then turned and led her into the car.
Anyway, it's not a big deal to take her there.
It's okay anyway.
The car started moving and headed towards the Chinese Martial Arts Dojo.
Upon entering the parking lot of the martial arts dojo, I discovered that all the parking spaces were completely full.
Yang Feng and Yang Lianqing had just gotten off the car when they heard loud shouts coming from the dojo in the distance.
"Looks like he's still in the competition..." A fighting spirit flashed in Yang Feng's eyes. Since he started cultivating, he had basically never encountered an opponent.
Aside from the last time when we were besieged by many experts at Tianhuan Sect, there was nothing we could do about it.
Mid-stage Qi Refining is only relative to the peak of the Profound Rank.
"Young friend Yang, what's the situation inside? Let's go in quickly," Hua Tiangang said hastily as he strode up from behind.
"Okay." Yang Feng nodded, and together with his sister, followed Hua Tiangang into the martial arts hall.
Before we even reached the door, cheers erupted from inside, a truly enthusiastic chorus.
Upon entering the dojo, it was clear that it was already filled with many Chinese people and many Koreans.
They were all waving their own country's flags, along with many banners and slogans.
"Bang!"
With a loud bang, a figure was sent flying backward, crashing heavily in front of Yang Feng and his two companions, and then fainted.
Hua Tian frowned as he saw the young Chinese martial artist lying in front of him like a dead fish, and coldly looked at the young Korean martial arts fighter on the stage.
He had a slight smile on his lips, his handsome face like that of a young heartthrob, and he looked very happy. His head was tied up in a bright red Korean-style hairstyle, and red ribbons were tightly bound in his hands.
"Ahhh! So cool! Brother Li Min's kick was so cool and powerful!"
"I feel like I'm in love!"
"Go, go! Lee Min oppa!"
Many of the young Chinese girls watching the scene were so amazed by Li Min's spinning kick that their eyes practically popped out of their sockets.
Not only them, but also the audience from Korea, all stood up excitedly, clenching their fists and punching the air hard.